You're Not In This Alone

I follow Doctor Carden into his office and he closes the door before telling me to take a seat and I cross the room to the small two seater couch, slowly removing my jacket before laying down, positioning myself seductively as I notice Doctor Carden watching me intently. Once I'm settled I turn my gaze on him and he clears his throat a little as he sits in a chair across from me. "Well, Ruby how about we start by getting to know each other. My name is Mike and you can call me that if you'd prefer. How old are you?" He asks and I bat my eyelashes at him as I say "Almost seventeen." "And what brings you here today?" "Last night I cut myself." He stares at me a little shocked before recovering and he says "Why would you do something like that?" "My boyfriend cheated on me and the one before that was old enough to be my dad and he let his friend rape me while he watched. Also my dad has just been in an accident and was in a coma for a while and my life is complete shit and I wanted to escape. Any of those reasons good enough for you?" Doctor Cardens mouth falls open before he recovers and he says "Ruby this is very serious" and I cut him off by saying "Oh please, would you rather talk about this shit or would you like me to stand up so you can check out my ass again?" A hint of red spreads across his face and I stand up, stalking my way across the space between us, feeling like I'm possessed, feeling completely detatched and I just want to destroy myself. When I reach him I grab his note pad and throw it across the room as I slide down into his lap, straddling his legs and I wrap my arms around his neck as I lean in close and say "You want me, don't you Mike?" "Ruby, you need to get off me right...." "Get off you or get you off?" I whisper in his ear before taking his ear lobe in my mouth and gently biting it. He lets out a small sound before his hands come down to grab my hips and he tries to push me off but I push back against him, sliding myself further into his lap and grinding slightly against his crotch. He stills and lets out a soft whine and I slide against him again, purring in his ear "You like that Mike?" One of his hands leaves my hip to tangle in my hair, tugging harshly as he brings my face to his, smashing his lips against mine and I groan at the pain he's causing me, loving it and wanting more. I slide my tongue in his mouth and we battle for dominance while my hands slide down to unbutton his shirt. When we break apart for air his shirt is completely open and I'm working on his belt and he stands up, picking me up as I wrap my legs around his waist and he carries me over to the couch, laying me down as he climbs over me, settling between my legs and his hands start touching me, trailing all over my body. "Fuck me Mike" I pant into his ear and he growls as he starts tearing at my clothes and biting at my neck and collarbones. A minute later I'm completely naked on the couch, Mike standing and removing his pants, grabbing a condom from his wallet. "Touch youself" he commands and I slide my hand down between my legs, touching myself and moaning exaggeratedly. "Oh Mike" I groan out and he smirks as he climbs back between my legs and pushes them apart, lining himself up and sliding inside me. I groan at the feeling, his dick so much bigger than Ryan's and he starts thrusting in and out while I play it up, moaning and groaning to get a reaction from him until the moans stop being fake and start being real. "Oh fuck Mike" I moan out as he changes his angle, his thrusts getting faster and he pulls out, sitting back and tugging me over to straddle him, lining me up before I sink back down, burying my face in his neck to muffle my groans. When I pull back I chant his name, feeling so close and his hands tighten on my hips as he says "Ahh call me Doctor Carden." "Oh....oh fuck.....Ahhh Doctor Carden" I groan into his ear as I cum, my muscles contracting around his huge dick and his hips snap up and he cums into the condom as he bites down on my collarbone enough to leave marks which only makes me moan louder. When we finally pull apart I climb out of his lap and tug my clothes back on and look at the clock, seeing it's almost been an hour since I came in. "So same time next week doc?" I ask and he smirks at me and says "You have a lot of issues, better make it twice a week." "I'll get on that" I tell him, winking as I walk out the door.

Later that night at home I go into the bathroom and strip naked, looking at myself in the mirror and seeing all the finger bruises and bite marks on me and I run my fingers over them, pressing in and making them throb painfully. I get into the shower and sink to the floor under the hot spray, finally realising exactly what I did before and how reckless it felt and I find myself crying and smiling at the same time. After my shower I climb into bed and start to think of other ways I can chase the destruction I so desperately crave now.

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